In the seventh year of Yong'an, snow fell in late winter, and the bone-cutting platform was soaked in blood and blackened the frozen soil. The Shen family's royal bone carver for generations was once detained for committing the crime of carving counter-seals privately and committing treason. Three hundred and twenty-seven members of the family were massacred. Only the sixteen-year-old Shen Zhuoyu survived. His wrists were pierced with iron chains and he was imprisoned in the Bone Carving Department in the forbidden area of the imperial city. The world scolded her for being cold-blooded and unfeeling. She did not shed a single tear when her relatives died, but no one knew that every psychic bone seal in the Shen family needed to be nourished by the essence and blood of a craftsman. The Shen family was never a rebel, but a life-extending vessel raised by the royal family. Prince Xiao Yanci stepped in the snow, his ink python robe unstained by frost and snow, and his fingertips clasped her wrists covered with carving knife thick calluses. His voice was cold and ruthless: "Carve out the destiny seal of the supreme mountains and rivers, and I will leave the incense in the Shen family's ancestral grave. If you can't carve it out, you will be buried with the entire Shen family." Shen Zhuoyu raised his eyes and looked at each other, catching a glimpse of the exhaustion and guilt that could not be hidden in his eyes. She still didn't know that the ink pen that ordered the massacre of the Shen family and wrote the death penalty was in the hands of the man in front of her. The wind and snow sealed the window, and the craftsman and the king, from the moment they met, were destined to start with hatred and play with their lives.
Purpose: Clear up the injustice of the Jiang clan, destroy the destiny bone seals that brought disaster to the country, and overthrow the prophecies and chaos in governing the country.